Chapter 3, Alerga:
It was human, at least Alerga thought it was a human male. The caine had done an excellent job of pinning the man to the stone floor of the cave. By pure chance, he wasn’t crushed. Whatever the creature, it stank of the dead and unwashed. It might be better to kill it now than take it back, but he wore strange clothing and spoke with funny sounds. He might be something to play with. At the very least, he would carry the caine kits she came to collect, and the fur from the kill. If he became a nuisance, she could feed him to her kits. They needed the extra meat.
The man was out. He might be down for a few hours. Her spare spear became a lever to pry him from under the kill. It would be impossible to move the dead animal off the top of him by herself. If she couldn’t fre
